Cartier Glass Lil Gotit

[Intro]
Back in traffic right now
(Ayy, CakeBoy)
Shouts out my broski (CakeBoy Bally)

[Chorus]
Dreads, braid to the back
Cartiers on me, clear as glass
Racks on me, keep drip on my ass
Glock rotation, ready to warm anything
Rock a lot of ice 'til it freeze up the drain
Sendin' out bags, put a patty on a plane
Say I'm out in Beijing, yeah, them folks insane
Young and rich, can't slander our name
I done seen broke hoes, hatin' hoes and messy hoes
Won't pull up with bro if he don't match my b-roll
Break the internet, it's time to go up on these lil' hoes
My mindset been a check, it's up and it's stuck on the chicken wing hoes

[Verse 1]
A ho can run her mouth
But she damn sure ain't runnin' this
I don't want that clout
Get that shit and step on that
Watch me fuck her mouth
Pass her right off to the bruh that's next (Shifted)
Fronted on so much money
They fucked around and got lost in the check
I'm-I'ma air it up with a monkey and a TEC
Your crew doot-doot-dooted up
Everybody ass gon' remember that shit
Nah, I ain't change for shit
But I do got a Cartier wrist and bitch
Big dawg ain't real Hood Baby? You trippin'
And I'm eatin' meals, not Kibbles & Bits